Raffles & Giveaways

The morning breeze carries the light--- blanketing over nearby fields. Something in the distance lets out a small grumble. He turns over and is met with sparkles of light dancing above the lake. Groggy little raspberry stumbles to his feet and takes a short walk towards the body of water.

He lazily takes a seat and begins to drink. The water leaves him less tired and more comfortable. When he finally is able to grasp at his surroundings, he realizes the morning dew is everywhere. Raspberry pauses for a few seconds, and then suddenly---he darts for open grass. His energy is nowhere near gone, and for around an hour he played in the grass with the butterflies.

Not too long after, raspberry notices flowers under a great big willow tree. Once again, he pauses and darts over. Although he may have seemed wreckless, he was careful not to trample the flowers and disturb the peace. One VERY important detail about berry was that he LOVED the buzzing sound that busy bees made. Anytime he found a "new" flower patch, he would lay his head in the grass somewhere close just to watch the bees pollinate.

Forgetful as he was, he was unable to remember the day prior, but he never forgot the things he was fond of. He gave them the same love he always did. His warmth allowed his bees to buzz and his flowers to bloom. His willow tree always gave him a shady area to watch and to rest. Berry was happy, and so were his bees.